2024 was probably the most exhilarating and the most difficult year in my entire life. A year of love and heartbreak, a year of stage fright and acclaim, a year of Pride and getting more comfortable in my queer identity…

• I got the semicolon tattoo I’d thought about for years
• I started doing stand up comedy and now have seven shows under my belt (#8 next thursday 9th)
• I got a “Best Audience Member” award at the Barcelona Comedy Awards 2024 (this one cracks me up!)
• I had my ears pierced
• I went out dressed full fem and went to Pride and rode a float
• I go out dressed more fem/less masc and feel more and more comfortable with it every time
• I fell in love with the wrong person despite my best efforts not to, and it caused me the most intense and difficult heartbreak I’ve ever had to go through in my entire life (this is not hyperbole. 2024, you win that fucking crown you bitch).
  • And to my friend, I’m sorry that I couldn’t do better.
• I made absolutely wonderful new friendships and surrounded myself with the most amazing chosen family.

This year, I intend to continue on this path of healing, healing my heart and soul, healing my broken relationship with myself, regaining self-love and acceptance, doing theater, going to more shows and concerts…

2025, you better be different. I no longer hold hope for relationships, or romance, or anything beyond surviving and getting better. 2024 taught me I can only count on myself to do that. The loss I’ve experienced has scarred me for many months to come, but I’ve survived before. I will survive again.

Even if, as Blü Eyes put it, healing fucking hurts sometimes.